Semi-weekly south Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1883-1889, 1887-08-23

dreams OF Oliver Dudley the cnd OF the
firm, true friendship l had felt so sure
would spring up between us on his return
Had he not promised me TO be my friend
Ali but that was long ago; no had forgot
ten mo now, and my checks burned as | re-
membered my eager welcome and his chill
greply.
Sitting thus in the dark could hear tho
sound OF music and mirth from the drawing
room where, had no doubt, tho family and
their guests were assembled. This did not
add to my peace OF mind, you may be sure.
Presently Maggie burst into the room in
her usual impusive fashion.
"What, miss, sitting in tho dark," sho
cried. "Why, whatever is the matter,
doarl" she continued, lighting the lamp and
noticing my wet tangled hair and dis
ordered appearance.
"Nothing Mt ALL" answered, sullenly.
81 went out for walk and got wctn
'Well, well, that's too badr' said good
natured Maggie, seating herself on tho edge
OF the bed, as she often did, for friendly
chat.
''Ohw she began, ats fine times they're
havin' in tho parlors this evening. There's
more company como. That young gent
that was here once afore, though / don't
suppose you remember it, you were such q
little chick then. Well, he is been travel
in in furrin parts and now he is come back.
They say he is no end of rich, and Miss
Irma, it's plain to see, is mighty anxious to
look fine ia his eyes; and she does look fine
dear, though hate to say it, she is such q
hateful piece; but she is Just lovely in her
pink velvet with such lace and diamonds
glittering all over her. And Mr.. Dudley,
Ohf hn1 N IN IN
most beautiful thing you ever see,n went
on Maggie. "But you don't seem TO caro-
for hearin' it, Miss Dorrie. Are ye ailin OF
any thingp
"No, Maggie" answered, drearily, "but
my head aches and I'm going 10 bed soon.
Don't mind mo at supper, do not want
any"
And Maggie, seeing that did not care for
her presence, finally left me alone. Then my
anger blazed forth. Before Maggies en-
trance | had been trying in blind way 10
find some excuse for Mr.. Dudley's cool and
Indifferent welcome to me, and was ready
to believe he had not been Intentionally un-
kind, only a little vexed ut my act Of dis
obedience. But now was satisfied, said.
All my prido rose in arms at tho thought
that should crave his friendship, which no
withheld, He had come, Yes and fairly
laughed In my bitter self-saoFDing - my
friend, my king, my ideal hero had come,
Hc had treated me kindly. yes, kindly as no
would have treated beggar in the street
who had asked him for penny, Ho saved
you from drowning. said my conscience. As
he would have saved dog, answered, bit.
terly. His presents, his smiles, were for
Irma Barrett, beautiful, rich, golden haired |
Irma Barrett the heiress of Caledon |
Heights. Preposterous then that n beg |
carly dependent should aspire to the friend |
ship or regard OF one SO far above her.
/ fairly loathed myself for having ever
loved or trusted him. Why did ! love or
trust any onei Surely no ono had ever re-
turned my love. Was ! not wrctched |
from my birth, cast-off waif |
whom no one cared to own; and is IL |
strange, said, that when ones own par
ents forsal1e them that others should not |
feel any great interest or love for them. No
it was not, but it made my bitter lot mono |
the easier TO bear, 10 know this. l sat up
and wrung my hands in rage and hate to-
ward every one. hated the parents who
had cast me OF, l said. hated the low
bred servants had been compelled TO as
sociate with when my spirit told me was
fitted or born for better company. But |
above all I hated Mrs. Clayton and her
daughter, who, I always imagined, in a
vague way, stood between me and better
lot.
Gradually my anger subsidized, and be-
'ame calmeri but q resolve had formed it
self In my mind, and thai was that would
no longer remain dependent at Caledon; }
could certainly earn my living, now was
nearly fifteen years OF age, would try,
any way, any thing was better than living
here, said. would go ut once, would
not walt TO be banished to the dull farm
house as knew should be.
In my feverish eagerness ] arose and
gathered together my few belongings, tied
hem in a bundle and then sat down to
write note TO Mr.. Dudley, thanking him
for his timely aid the evening before, but
telling him nothing of my intended depart